Feng Jue held Gu Yang's left hand, murmuring softly. Suddenly, he felt her fingers twitch under his grasp.
He froze, and a spark lit up his once-dark eyes. "Sister! You can hear me, can't you?"
Turning quickly to Gu Jin, he exclaimed, "Gu Jin, hurry over! Her fingers just moved!"
Gu Jin was equally stunned. She immediately set down her things and approached quickly, switching on the consciousness monitor. As spiritual power fluctuations appeared on the screen, her usually steady hands shook with excitement.
"Yangyang is coming back," she whispered.
Feng Jue's whole being seemed to come alive, his eyes brimming with hope. "Then… when will she wake up?"
Gu Jin took Gu Yang's pulse carefully. "Aside from the mental strain, she hasn't suffered any serious physical damage. It's only a matter of time—she'll wake up soon."
Feng Jue's smile faded slightly. "Mental strain… was it those potions they gave her to boost her powers?"